Her wings were frayed and her soul weak,
Lost in darkness, whispers speak.
I close my eyes, you touch my skin,
Alone, I start to think again.
Fluttered open, darkness stays...
Decisions made, we went our ways.
my favorite stanza...a blessed writer...i was just reading to return the favor, but i enjoyed this immensley...so surreal and intriging...you write beautifully...
i know my spelling sucks, sorry